( Nov. 23rd, 2010 11:12 pm)
Small random post tonight.

I spent several precious typing seconds trying to figure out how to spell nauseaus without checking what spellcheck suggested. After I finally gave up and looked, I went back and changed the word to queasy. This is how I work, apparently. I'm still working on Terry the fairy fun- not the Halloween party today, but something along the lines of Terry's (bad) experience with alcohol. No promises on what'll be shared over the next couple days, though, as I'm home for the holiday.

On that note, I'm home and it feels so good and Will had dinner with my family and me this evening and it was great. Loving the holiday, looking forward to the ham. So yay. :) Hope everyone else is doing well!
( Nov. 1st, 2010 03:24 pm)
Frantic catch up between noveling and research for my latest UW Paper:

The weekend was generally lovely. Caught up with Will and company (his lady friend, a friend of his who actually goes to my school and is an acquaintance, said acquaintance's cousin and that cousin's friend) on Friday evening. We chilled and talked and wandered about a bit. Saturday we went to the Rally to Restore Sanity and/or Peace. It was the first rally I've been to (for shame, I know, living in the nation's capital and not going) and it was... well, all the signs were funny and once things started happening it was entertaining enough. Aside from that it was full of standing for hours on end and not eating anything substantial. But it was pretty cool to go all the same.

Cue more hanging out, eating, laying around and watching random episodes of Doctor Who and Torchwood with Morgan, Will, and the gf. It was a good time, even if she was clingy and kind of annoying even if I don't generally like Will's "type" of girl. (Sorry, man.)

Throughout all of this I was still throat sore. By Sunday I had developed a terrible cough and had lost my voice almost entirely. It's still not back yet, though the cough is more manageable. Anyway, as a result of my health I barely left my room on Sunday and therefore didn't participate in any Halloween goings on. So no dragon costume/pictures. :(

But now I'm working dutifully on my novel (I'm afraid I really do need to stop and try and plan something. I have a very general idea and am familiar with the world in which it is set, but as far as actual plot goes, I'm kind of lacking). I'm also working dutifully on the next UW paper I have. If I haven't mentioned it before, I really do love that class. It's not even just the people, but the assignments and the freedom. For our last paper I wrote about slam and beat poetry, how they rose out of pressure from certain aspects out of culture and the potential effects such poetry movements could have on culture. It was fascinating. So now I'm researching for my paper exploring the manifestations of a poet's gender and sexual orientation in his/her work in slam poetry and the importance of such poetry. Gender studies and feminist theory is really, really interesting.

On that note, I had better get back to work. Toodles, all!
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( Aug. 18th, 2010 10:43 pm)
I'm writing this as I munch on frozen grapes. They are positively the best snack ever and don't even make me feel guilty! Mark that down as happy thing #1.

The two day trip to see my grandmother (mom's mom) was less excruciating than it could have been. It was still pretty bad, because about after an hour I've had enough of sitting and talking about relatives I don't know and how I've been since the last time we visited. My grandmother is getting old, has pancreatic cancer (which makes me sound like an unsympathetic little twit, but I do care, I promise!) and lives with one of her daughters, who is crazy and takes too much sleep medication. The visits are about as exciting as the six hour there, six hour back drive. But family is important, I get it, I went. I even played nice with my cousin's son, who is three. Look at me, pretending to be a kid person.

On the way back, we visited my other grandparents, in order to pick up the blanket Grandma Sarah was knitting for me. It is purple, lovely and soft, and I'm thrilled to have it and amazed that she was able to knit something so large. It kind of blows my mind.

I am halfway through catching Will up on Firefly and am reasonably confident we shall be able to finish the season before I leave this coming Tuesday.

On the subject of leaving, all of the crates I ordered for my dorm finally arrived in the mail. It's rather exciting. All I have left to do is pack clothes and toilettries, and then clean up my room so that it's fit for habitation while I'm gone. Easy-peasy. (I hope.)

I am 3600 words through the Terry-brings-Dan-home story (whose inspiration can mostly be blamed on credited to [livejournal.com profile] theskimblishone ) and I'm fairly confident that I'll finish it in the next few days, which puts at least two more stories out before I'm gone and is nice because I think my free time is about to close right up to near non-existent (unlike these days, where I lazing about, watching television, and shopping are the only things stopping me from writing all day). Even so, I'm extremely excited for the upcoming school year and think it will be fabulous.
( Aug. 11th, 2010 10:56 am)
Heh. Missed a day. Maybe I'll list twice today, since I've only been up two hours. Anyway, happiness from yesterday!

Again with the nice people being nice. Went in to have a Hep B titer drawn (because the school demands it) and the nurse and I talked about how uncomfortable it is to have blood drawn from the finger (as she did it from my arm). Normally the doctor does it from my finger, which is always terrible because I apparently don't bleed well from there. Bad circulation or something. Anyway, she was lovely and it didn't even hurt. :)

Shewmaker came over to hang out for a little bit. Having not seen her all summer, it was great to catch up. I'm gonna miss Shew once school starts, but for now it was cool to just talk about Doctor Who and Buffy and charlieissocoollike. And school, which is less exciting for her because she's sticking near home. Still. Awesometimes.

When Shew came, she returned to me a comic book that I didn't even remember having, let alone lending to her. It was like getting a present!

I listened to the classic rock radio station, which I don't normally do, as I was waiting for my mother's doctor appointment to end (nothing life-threatening, but she had a migraine). The music made what might have otherwise been a boring hour pretty entertaining. I was badly prepared for the wait- no mp3 player, no notebook, nothing- so having the radio was a blessing.

I found the Supernatural Season 5 gag reel on youtube. Will came over and we watched it, then chatted for an hour about various things. The gag reel was hilarious, as always, and the chatting was nice. A little random, but nice.

The folders on Mohinder are finally organized. I went through and shuffled everything under 'Fiction' into genre related folders, deleted stuff I would never need again, and then copied the lot onto my flash-drive. Not only am I organized, I'm also backed up! Hooray! :D

A good thing came of a bad thing- my evening set aside for writing the other day didn't go precisely as planned, and now the next Terry/Dan story may be a while in coming. I got to that place where I disliked everything I was writing and had to force myself to go on. So I stopped, took a break, did other things for a while. When I came back to it yesterday, I decided I still wasn't in the right headspace, so I pulled out Tango. Working on that was way easier, because I can pull up the original, complete rough draft in one half of the screen and the chapter I'm working on in the other, and then working from there is essentially editing sentences and adding details, etc. It's a lot like writing, but way more like re-writing, which I think has helped me get back into the zone.

( Aug. 4th, 2010 01:50 pm)
The following (under the cut) is the list of my favorite Supernatural Episodes that Will asked for.
It sounds made up, but it's not. )
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You may be thinking: wow, how ridiculous, she's posted four times in one day! Well, let me explain.

Due to recent reflection on the amount of time I spend browsing livejournal and refreshing my friendspage, searching for something interesting instead of actually writing, I decided to institute a new bit of scheduling last week. I'll be around on Wednesdays and weekends. The rest of the time, I'll spend those would-be-wasted hours on writing lovely stories and actually finishing things. I'd say, given the success of this week, this new time management holds some promise. So if I don't respond to something really urgent you've posted, it's not because I don't love you! It's only because I haven't seen it. Please bear with me.

In other news, I was discussing the Memory Thief Verse with a friend (Will) the other day and he said something to me that I'm pretty sure I knew, but hadn't given much thought. I made a comment about how the social and political implications of the universe had grown frighteningly complicated. He returned that it was so complex that I could write more than just slash, if I so desired.

...

Yeah. Well- obviously, right? Right? This came up as I mentioned an idea I had for another Memory Thief Verse story (also I just noticed that abbreviation is MTV, and thus I will never be able to seriously use it. *sadface*). All the ones so far have focused on the good aspects of society. Masked and co, doing good for the Super community, Seth and the Night Watchmen keeping peace, Theo and the BCIP upholding the law; but what of those- for lack of a better term- supervillians? I think of them as the generation that was left behind. Those kids who got their powers before society and/or the government was ready to deal with them. Essentially their lives turned to shit and no one could fix that. Naturally, not all of them were that forgiving to the world that abandoned them.

So- this may or may not have morphed into potential novel material for November. I'm totally psyched and also terrified, I'll be honest.
( Apr. 29th, 2009 05:27 pm)
I blame [profile] moose_antlers  because the following list is all his fault. It is not a comprehensive list of all words beginning with the letters 'wh' but it is filled with those I think I might conceivably use in a poem (between the two of us, Will, we only came up with 19 of these).

whack
whale
whap
what
whatever
whatnot
whatsoever
wheat
wheedle
wheelbarrow
wheelchair
wheels
wheeze
whelk
whelm
Sixty-five more words that begin with the letters 'wh'... )
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